60K

Go, long live Lil Jeff, LAX with a Drac'

Ain't tryna eat dick, get the fuck out my face

St. Louis still mad I took 60K

Fuck it now, let's talk about pape'

Broke ass opps, next funeral I'ma pay

When Slick beat his body, he coming home to a chain

Ballin' out with a 50, nigga, how I got my name

Can't say I ain't put on for the gang

Wanna hang around me? Nigga, go and bust a brain

You ain't never caught a body, lil' nigga, you a lame

Me and Murda tryna turn a rap nigga to a stain

My opps, they dyin' in the 'Raq

Four drills 'til you whacked, tell niggas, "Get back"

Talkin' 'bout 60 shots, nigga, I ain't gotta scrap

I was posted like I'm dead, but I'm up on a jet

What the fuck I look like, letting a lame ass nigga from St. Louis make me a hat?

(He's a fuckin' white boy), don't be surprised when his ass get stretched

Sold six pounds of the salt, out of town goofies thought they ass was tryna buy meth

I seen 'em postin' Hawk, dead ass bitch, had to tell his ass, "Bust that left"

A nigga died from every hood that spoke on Jeff, who wanna meet the reaper next?

I was on FaceTime when - got caught, it felt like I was there

A young turnt nigga like me startin' to feel immortal, 'cause a nigga keep escapin' death

They could've got an E for effort, but they got F forget the fuck up out of here

Go, long live Lil Jeff, LAX with a Drac'

Ain't tryna eat dick, get the fuck out my face

St. Louis still mad I took 60K

Fuck it now, let's talk about pape'

Broke ass opps, next funeral I'ma pay

When Slick beat his body, comin' home to a chain

Ballin' out with a 50, nigga, how I got my name